Hysteria — Kelli Wolfe

Feversham's Academy of Young Women's Correctional Education #1 This machine was the Professor's ultimate achievement. No woman who had lain on this table had yet been able to withstand it. Lord Elliston is at his wit's end with his daughter Emily. Nothing he tries seems to make the slightest impact on her deplorable behavior, and when she is caught stealing a handkerchief he knows that it is time for desperate measures. One name comes up again and again-Professor George E. Feversham. The founder of Feversham's Academy of Young Women's Correctional Education has a reputation for reforming troubled young women of the lower classes, and his treatments for praefocatio matricis-female hysteria-are renowned in scientific circles. It seems that the Professor is his last, best hope for regaining control of his daughter. But what will the treatments mean for Emily? Feversham's Academy of Young Women's Correctional Education 1. Hysteria 2. Correction 3. Paroxysm EXCERPT: "You did hear your father's instruction to obey me in all things, did you not Miss Blackwell?" The girl jumped in surprise and spun to face him, those enticing blue eyes wide and uncertain, her cheeks flushed deep pink. She was not nearly as self-assured as she had pretended to be with Miss Sheldon, and his sudden appearance had unnerved her. He allowed a small smile of disdain to curl his lips. "Well? You may obey as you have been instructed, or you shall be spanked as the willful little brat your father described you to be. It is all one to me. Just remember that he said I was to have a free hand. I would suggest you not push to find out just how free." For a moment he thought she meant to carry her defiance to the limit, but to his disappointment she sank in on herself and surrendered. Too easily. This one had a core of spirit that would persist and was merely waiting to erupt again. Well, he would be ready for her when it happened. He sighed at the thought of her creamy buttocks turning an angry sca